Love No More

Told that bitch ion love no more Diamonds on wrist and they looking like snow Pointers on my neck and they hit like Steph Blunt so loud it'll make a nigga deaf I said blunt so loud I cant ever hear Black on black diamonds in my ear You can look but please don't stare I got shooters over there I got shooters over here I got shooters everywhere F*ck that bitch them send her home Yeah she Uber everywhere Get that bag and get em gone Yeah my heads be everywhere Foreign bitch yeah she from Rome Man that bitch be speaking Latin I get high and float like Aladdin My side bitch she speak Italian Nick got cannons he be wild'n Ain't no stylist I be style'n Ima dog, f*ck that bitch, from the back I be howling Treat my money like a bone if you reach I'll start growling I be balling on these niggas, triple doubles, they be fouling But I ain't worried that glock beside me On my hip just like a pager Say you gone rob me, what's the wager Got them clippers, ima fade ya Fucked his wifey, yeah she played ya Tried to warn you, she a jayer ugh! He say he don't like me Cause I fucked his wifey He said he don't like me But he act just like me All these guns and these drugs They like he should be indicted Told my side bitch I got a side bitch She threw the ones we starting fighting I'm IBall yeah nice to meet ya Please don't reach boy ima teach ya I keep books but I'm not a teacher Stay with them verses like a preacher If You want IBall pay the features Hit my email ima reach ya If you reach boy ima teach ya Trae Jeff hesi ima teach ya huh Cross a nigga over then dunk on his shoulders Yeah I do drugs but I'm still getting colder Yeah I do drugs but you still can't check me Big Zion with the glock I'm lefty RJ Barrett with tech it's hefty ugh! Back when I was broke yeah that bitch left me Now I'm getting money that hoe wanna f*ck me Now I'm getting money that hoe wanna f*ck me Bitch get outta here Im gone Bitch get outta here I'm gone Bitch get outta I'm gone I'm gone Bitch get outta here Free chicken on my Moma! Told that bitch ion love no more Diamonds on wrist and they looking like snow Pointers on my neck and they hit like Steph Blunt so loud it'll make a nigga deaf I said blunt so loud I cant ever hear Black on black diamonds in my ear But I ain't worried that glock beside me On my hip just like a pager Say you gone rob me, what's the wager Got them clippers, ima fade ya Fucked his wifey, yeah she played ya Tried to warn you, she a jayer ugh! Cross a nigga over then dunk on his shoulders Yeah I do drugs but I'm still getting colder Yeah I do drugs but you still can't check me Big Zion with the glock I'm lefty RJ Barrett with tech it's hefty ugh! Back when I was broke yeah that bitch left me Now I'm getting money that hoe wanna f*ck me